I had just moved into a new apartment complex. It was a new complex with covered parking, a rec room, workout room, and other amenities. It was 30 minutes from work and I got home earlier in the evening than I had before. Across the hall from me was a girl, she appeared to be around thirty. We said hello and how was your day, and one day she asked me if I wanted to come over and have a glass of wine. Her apartment was nice, much nicer than mine, she had nice stuff and her veranda overlooked the pool below. She had a much nicer view than mine, and we ended up talking for a long time and she made sandwiches and when I left she asked me if I was dating anyone.

She asked me for a date. She said she liked me and she wanted to date me. If I was uncomfortable she would understand but that she felt we should go out on a formal date. I stood there trying to answer, I finally said that I wasn't sure that dating a woman was the way I wanted to go. She put her hand on my cheek and kissed my lips lightly and said I was the first girl she had met that she wanted to get to know since she had arrived in Atlanta.

On Saturday night, she came over to pick me up, she was dressed in a short dress and she gave me a small box as a gift. The gift was a pair of nice panties, very light pink, she said she wanted me to put them on and put on a dress and we had reservations at this French restaurant. When I walked into my room to change she followed me and stood there while I changed panties and changed into a dress. She came over and with one arm around my neck and kissed me and she touched me between my legs and said she couldn't wait to get back.

All night, where ever we went she insisted we hold hands. We went to dinner and we went dancing afterwards to this club that was exclusively for women. She told me she had discovered that club when she first moved to Atlanta, a girl she dated then had turned her on to it, and it was a great place because you could just dance and be with your date and no one cared.

Back at my apartment, she had me lay back on my bed and she took my new panties off and she went down. Maybe the night, the way she was, feeling her need, whatever but it was as electric as I had ever been. We spent the night together and got to know each other in the most intimate sense.

I had not been with a female partner since my junior year in college. I had tried dating guys but I could never go there with them. We stayed together for a while, it was all sexual, like something you just had to get out of your system. At this all women's club I met another girl, she had gone to the same college as me, and we hit it off slowly, with her we really did date, soft stuff, movies, etc. She was more new to this than I was and it was my turn to take her hand and pull her into bed. I won't say I seduced her, I pulled her into bed telling her that I wanted to show her how much I liked her.

My new girlfriend, she was truly my girlfriend, was younger than me, she was 23 and I was 31 and it was left to me to show her the ropes and teach her how to be together. I had never been the aggressor, but if I wanted to be with her I had to take on that roll.

I remained friends with the girl across the hall and over time I met several girls that she was dating. Too much for me, in the end I was looking for someone more like me. I recognize that if she hadn't come on to me, I would never have gotten out there, and I wouldn't have met my girlfriend. I did learn one thing from her, I like to buy cute panties for my girlfriend.